Exodus – Julie bertagna
I haven’t finished this, and I’m not going to. There are two compelling (for me) reasons why this is the case.
Firstly, it’s written in the present tense and that irritates the hell out of me. I have no justification for this – it just does. The irritation of the tense is simply greater than the draw of the narrative.
This, on its own, wouldn’t stop me from reading a novel – it’s the secondary issue that is causing me the most grief. I need to read something which will immerse me totally. The Twilight Saga, for all its faults, has gripped me so deeply that every word I write is being influenced by it. I’m not trying to write Ms Meyer’s story, thanks – I’m trying to write my own.
As a result, I’m heading for the generic safety oTom Clany.